The Way Our Life Goes(sequel)

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Symere p.o.v

Today has been a shitty ass day. Brittany and I been arguing all fucking day long and I was so tired of it.

It first started when we tried to have sex this morning, but I couldn't get up. Now she in this bitch screaming about me cheating on her.

Sitting in the living room I continue to roll a blunt while she is going on and on. I was not paying her no mind at this point cause I wasn't going to keep arguing.

She can't be mad if I was too tired to fuck.

"Symere!"

"Brittany drop the damn situation I'm tired as fuck and I already told you I wasn't in the mood so stop." I say as calmly as possible.

She opened her mouth to say something but nothing came out. So she gave up and got on my lap.

"I'm sorry" She says pouting then lights my blunt for me I nod before taking a hit.

"Its cool you gotta stop acting crazy." I say chuckling and he smiles a little.

"You just start acting weird when its....... You been thinking about Melissa haven't you?"

I poked my tongue in my cheek and looked away. I wasn't going to lie and say I haven't cause she was on my mind.

I knew Brit was going to get mad.

"Wow." Was all she said before getting off my lap and going in the room slamming the door. I followed her and tried to get in but she locked the door.

I sighed and sat against the door.

"Brit come on you can't get mad its about to be five years."

"You think I don't know that my cousin died hating me and I have to live with it, but your still hung up over it." She says clearly hurt and I scratch at my dreads.

"You didn't see her covered in all that blood."

That's what really messed me up, Melissa hated blood so to see her covered in it left an imprint.

"Symere, I can't keep dealing with your episodes I've done it for four years there won't be a fifth if you don't go to counseling for this."

I've been dealing with it on my own and it wasn't the healthiest but it was how I wanted to get it down. Brittany says I shouldn't keep letting myself feel depressed about her death. That I should be grateful that she wasn't hurting mentality anymore or physically.

I guess she was right.

"I'll get counseling just please stick by me." I say and I could feel a weight against the door before feeling something on my leg.

Looking down it was her hand and I smile and lace our fingers together.

"Like when it come to hundreds that's money my way
Remember she ain't want me now she all in my face
Like uh girl you too late, you ain't got no taste
Driving to the bank, I can't close my safe
Brittany be my bae
Money anyway
Um I couldn't wait"

I sang to her and I could just picture her smiling.

"I stay on my P's and my Q's yeah."

I say switching the song and then wait for her goofy ass.

"Stay on my Q's and my P's" She sings back making me smile and grip her hand firmly.

"Cause that can happen to me yeah bring that girl to the big league."

She giggled before letting my hand go and then the door opens and I fall in. Landing on my back you would expect it to hurt but it didn't.

I took another hit from my blunt before blowing the smoke at her and she fans it away wagging her finger at me.

"I love you mere."

"I love you too BritBrat."

"Don't you have to go to that show today?" She asked and I nod.

"Yeah I can't bail but you coming with me so that you ain't lonely tonight kitten."

She smiles and nods. She takes the blunt from me and I watch her smoke it for a few minutes before taking it back.

"When are you shooting the money longer video babe?" She says out the blue and I shrug.

"Whenever I find you a damn stunt devil."

"Why not can that one modeling agency like up the damn street." She says pointing in the direction of the building as if we wasn't in the house.

"This is why your the thinker and I'm the rock star. I'll check it out before the show tonight."

🐸☕ *sips tea with pinky in the air*

Y'all getting left on a cliffy😎